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Chapter 504: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 37

"Your Majesty, it's late, you should go to bed early." Er Qing said softly, and stood up to undress Qianlong.

Qianlong grabbed her hand and brought her into his arms, saying in a low and hoarse voice: "I will not go anywhere tonight. I will stay here to accompany you and our child."

Er Qing looked flattered, and lowered her head shyly, allowing Qianlong to pick her up and walk towards the large bed with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes carved on it...

At night in the Forbidden City, the lights are bright, illuminating the carved beams and painted buildings, but they cannot illuminate people's hearts. In Yongshou Palace, there are laughter and joy, and the whole place is peaceful, but in Fucha Mansion, it is a different scene.

Wei Yingluo sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the face reflected in the mirror. The former brightness and beauty was no longer there, replaced by a hideous and horrifying scar, which was shocking.

"Please don't look at it..." The maid turned her head away reluctantly.

"Can it be covered?" Wei Yingluo asked calmly, with no trace of sadness or joy in her tone.

The maid shook her head, seeming to be hesitant to speak. Even with the finest makeup, it was difficult to cover up those deep and shallow scars.

"It doesn't matter if I can't hide it. There is no such thing as perfect in this world." Wei Yingluo chuckled, but that smile was uglier than crying.

She reached out and touched the scars. The rough touch seemed to remind her of the heart-wrenching pain she had experienced, the humiliation and resentment of being betrayed and framed.

"Erqing, I will never forgive you!" Wei Yingluo gritted her teeth, her eyes emitting deep hatred, as if she wanted to eat Erqing alive.

"Don't get excited, take care of yourself..." Seeing this, the maid hurried forward to comfort her, but was pushed away by Wei Yingluo.

"Body? What's the use of this body when I am in this state where I am neither human nor ghost?!" Wei Yingluo roared, her voice hoarse and shrill, echoing in the empty room, adding a bit of sadness.

She stood up suddenly, walked to the window, looked at the bleak autumn scenery outside, and felt desolate in her heart.

Once upon a time, she was also an innocent girl. She entered the palace happily, thinking that she could avenge her sister. However, she didn't expect that her life would be ruined by that bitch Er Qing.

"Erqing, I won't let you go, I will make you pay the price!" Wei Yingluo clenched her fists, her nails digging deeply into the flesh, but she was completely unaware.

At this moment, Erqing, who was hated by Wei Yingluo, was nestling in Qianlong's arms, enjoying the glory and wealth.

Qianlong lay on Erqing's belly, listening with great interest. Of course, there was no movement in Erqing's belly, but Qianlong seemed to hear something, and said with great joy: "Look at you, you are still so impatient. How old is the child? How can he kick you?"

Er Qing covered her mouth and laughed sweetly: "Your Majesty is right, I am just anxious, I hope to give birth to a son for Your Majesty as soon as possible, so as to relieve Your Majesty's worries."

Qianlong was the most impressed by this. Listening to Erqing's gentle words, he felt more and more pity in his heart. He sat up, gently stroked Erqing's still flat belly, and said softly: "I know Qing'er is doing this for my own good, but giving birth is not an easy task. Just rest assured and take care of the baby. Don't worry about the rest."

"Your Majesty is right. I will obey you all." Er Qing leaned obediently in Qianlong's arms with a smile on her lips.

She naturally knew that having a child was not an easy task. In her previous life, she had put in a lot of effort to give birth to Fu Kang'an. In this life, she would naturally plan well.

Thinking of this, Er Qing's eyes darkened, and the hand that was stroking her belly unconsciously exerted a little more force.

Qianlong noticed her abnormality and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm just a little tired."

Er Qing shook her head, hiding her emotions, and said softly, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. You should go back and rest early. You have to attend the court tomorrow."

"Qing'er is chasing me away?" Qianlong's tone was a little aggrieved, but his big hand restlessly covered the back of Erqing's hand, stroking it gently.

Er Qing's body trembled slightly, and she pulled her hand back without leaving a trace. Her eyes were full of tenderness and affection: "Your Majesty, you are joking. How could I bear to drive you away? It's just... Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs. I really can't bear to see you work so hard for me."

"For Qing'er, anything I do is worth it." Qianlong held Erqing in his arms, her warmth and softness in his arms, and there was a hint of greed in his tone.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'll just stay here with you, okay?"

"But...but the sisters in the harem..." Er Qing looked embarrassed, wanting to refuse but also to accept. Her delicate voice made Qianlong feel itchy.

Qianlong chuckled, pinched Erqing's cheek, and said in a doting tone: "Qing'er, are you worried that I have neglected them? I only have you in my heart, what others do is none of your business."

"Your Majesty..." Er Qing buried her head gently in Qianlong's chest, with a barely perceptible hint of pride in her tone.

"Who are they to be compared with Qing'er?" Qianlong held Erqing's hand, his tone was overbearing but his eyes were tender.

"I'm not going anywhere. I want you to stay here with me."

As he spoke, he was about to kiss Er Qing's lips. However, Er Qing put on a shy look and turned her head slightly to avoid Qianlong's kiss.

"Your Majesty...what should I do with you? If this gets out, won't it ruin my reputation?" Er Qing had tears in her eyes and looked so pitiful, which aroused Qianlong's desire to protect her.

"Whoever dares to gossip will have his head chopped off!" Qianlong was furious, but when he saw Erqing's frightened look, his tone softened.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have been so impulsive and made Qing'er sad."

"If the emperor stays here with me every day, the court and the harem will all discuss it..." Er Qing's voice was as soft as a mosquito, and she seemed worried, but her charming eyes were shining with complacency.

Qianlong couldn't stand Er Qing's delicate and lovely appearance, like a frightened deer, which aroused his infinite desire to protect her. He hugged Er Qing into his arms, and said in a domineering but doting tone: "Who dares to comment? It is natural for me to favor my concubine! If they are bored, I will find something for them to do!"

"Your Majesty..." Er Qing said coquettishly and buried her head in Qianlong's chest, but a sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

In this life, she wants no one in the harem to be able to compete with her!

On the second day, Qianlong did not attend the morning court for the first time, but stayed in Yongshou Palace. When the news came out, there was an uproar in the harem.

"The Emperor actually skipped the morning court session just for the Imperial Concubine? This... this is too much of a favor to her, isn't it?"

"Who says it's not true? Back then, even when the Empress was in great favor, the Emperor never did this!"